Dear friends; Yesterday I presented a poem titling YESA HEE HOTA HAI.Now I want to tell the story thats why This poem took birth - My younger brother is a transporter and resides in native village Saiyan district Agra(UP). It was 4 years ago .There was A young boy in our society. He was unmarried. My brother felt pity for him. He persuaded a relative to Give hand of his girl for That boy. By efforts of my brother That boy got married. After few months he Quarreled to my Brother. It was told that my brother Said to himTumhen sharm Aanee chahiye mujhase ladate huye.Maine tumhare Saath neki kee hai. It was turn of that cruel boy. He saidBy fate iam got married. Who are u to get me married.By listening this he became sorrowful. As I reached home he began to weep.I and my mother tried to console him.But in Weeping he continued to SayMaine neki Ki.Badi Kyon mili. Then I recited that poem. I and my mother saw that He stopped weeping and became normal.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 09:25:42 +0000
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